Mister Ayelet Waldman
Heh. I trust you'll be seeing the movie, Deb?
Yes, it's terribly simple. The good guys are always stalwart and true, the bad guys are easily distinguished by their pointy horns or black hats, and, uh, we always defeat them and save the day. No one ever dies, and everybody lives happily ever after.
Giles ,'Conversations with Dead People'
The Great Write Way
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
Steph L. - Sep 02, 2003 6:36:22 pm PDT #1807 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
deborah grabien - Sep 02, 2003 6:38:37 pm PDT #1808 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Yes indeedy. Michael Chabon writing it? Oh, you dambetcha.
I'm hoping he comes along with Ayelet at our big Delancey Street group reading in January. Although reading with him in the audience? Yike.
Steph L. - Sep 02, 2003 6:42:04 pm PDT #1809 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Yes indeedy. Michael Chabon writing it? Oh, you dambetcha.
I wanted to lick Kavalier and Clay.
deborah grabien - Sep 02, 2003 6:47:02 pm PDT #1810 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
You wanted to lick the book? Wait til you meet the author.
Hoo boy. Ayelet has taste, she does.
Edit: and Kristen, insent.
victor infante - Sep 02, 2003 7:04:37 pm PDT #1811 of 10001
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.
You wanted to lick the book? Wait til you meet the author.
I haven't seen him in years. Is he still fragile-looking, painfully reserved and delicately pretty?
deborah grabien - Sep 02, 2003 7:18:15 pm PDT #1812 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Not even remotely, Victor. Except that he's definitely pretty.
And I didn't get "painfully reserved", either. The exchange at the Emerging Voices thing went along these lines:
Me: I think you ought to have two Pulitzer Prizes. Because really, K&K is a better book than Wonder Boys.
Him: Two Pulitzers?
Me: Definitely. Two.
Him: That's what I keep telling them!
All of that while bouncing the infant son. He's a serious, serious charmer.
victor infante - Sep 02, 2003 8:21:37 pm PDT #1813 of 10001
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.
Man, it's been years. I may have seen him maybe twice since the WB release party, but not terribly long after it.
Maybe the painfully reserved is the wrong phrase, but you know that sense you get off someone that, as friendly and upbeat as they're being, part of them is definitely elsewhere? I got that off him a lot. But then, I get it off a lot of writers.
I do remember him being a nice guy, though. And again, very pretty.
EDIT: Huh. Maybe "distant" is the word.
Rebecca Lizard - Sep 02, 2003 8:22:33 pm PDT #1814 of 10001
You sip / say it's your crazy / straw say it's you're crazy / as you bicycle your soul / with beauty in your basket
I just read Reema's copy of K & C. I liked it very much (it made me want to dig out the Steven Millhauser I own).
deborah grabien - Sep 02, 2003 8:31:28 pm PDT #1815 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
See, I didn't find him distant, or even elsewhere, but it would be hard to do that with a kicking three-week-old child in a papoose carrier around your neck. And Ayelet was the indrocuing element, so, his wife. Also, I'm a local fellow writer, for him. He teaches at Berkeley.
And here's Nic, so me, signing off.
deborah grabien - Sep 03, 2003 9:23:14 pm PDT #1816 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
OK, a wail for help. Crossposted - sort of - in Bitches.
Can anyone point me towards a picture, site, anything at all, of a stately home family crypt?
I just to know what it looks like, stairs down, interior layout. Next scene in Matty Groves is Char (daughter of the house) and her father down among the dead men, looking for a grave, and something nasty happening.
And the setting is the Leight-Arnold family crypt. And no one will tell me what theirs looks like. And damnitalltohell, I've even been a weekend guest at frellin' Castle Howard. But it didn't occur to me to ask John to show me the family's dead people, where they were stashed, I mean. Besides, at least one of them, Henry's fifth wife, had no head at the end.
But I need a crypt. For Callowen House. Soon, too.
Help? Acknowledgements at beginning of book would ensue, and maybe baked goods.